Gollum

Torn and twisted;
Your evil self rips you away
From dawn of hope and light of day.

Beyond all hope,
Your better self is filled with hate.
For you, redemption comes too late.

You've made your choice;
Smeagol was briefly in command,
But Gollum snatched the upper hand.

Hate spurs you on;
Obsession drives to Cracks of Doom,
To perish there in sulf'rous gloom.

I'm not sure what I think about that sulf'rous gloom. :) Any suggestions?

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